Chapter Seven: Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower

Thirteen Secret Escort Goods boxes were placed on the table. Chen Yuan locked the doors and windows before he began opening and inspecting them one by one.

To tell the truth, this scene really felt a bit like when he used to open jars in the game.

Among these small Secret Escort Goods boxes, there were quite a few private letters and such; Chen Yuan even turned up a love letter.

However, the content was a bit too explosive, almost like an erotic novel.

If they were this bold on paper, God only knows how many tricks they could play when they met in person.

By the time Chen Yuan reached the seventh Secret Escort Goods box, he finally opened one containing a small porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle was made of high-quality Jun kiln ice-crackle porcelain, and the stopper was made of thousand-year-old fire pine wood, which could prevent moisture and keep the medicinal properties from dissipating.

Underneath the porcelain bottle was the mark of Medicine King Valley, along with five small characters: Nine Revolutions Vitality Pill.

Chen Yuan pulled out the stopper, and immediately a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out. With just a slight sniff, he instantly felt refreshed.

“As expected, it’s good stuff.”

Chen Yuan praised it, but he was in no hurry to swallow the Medicinal Pill immediately. Instead, he opened the rest of the Secret Escort Goods boxes as well.

All thirteen Secret Escort Goods boxes were opened, and among them were actually two more bottles of Medicinal Pills produced by Medicine King Valley.

Updates are not easy; remember to share 101kanshu.com.

One of the bottles was called the fire dragon pill; its medicinal power was overbearing and fierce. After consumption, it could greatly enhance strength for a short time, but the Meridians would be burned by the medicinal power, requiring a period of nourishment to recover.

The other bottle was called the Returning Yuan and Coagulating Blood Pill, which could quickly heal internal and external injuries; it was one of the precious healing medicines of Medicine King Valley.

“As expected, there’s an unexpected harvest.”

Chen Yuan had felt before that there should be more than one bottle of Medicinal Pills in these Secret Escort Goods boxes; the player in the original plot might have missed some.

Seeing it now, it was indeed so; these three bottles of Medicinal Pills were all sent by the same owner.

This was clearly intended for someone to take the Nine Revolutions Vitality Pill to improve their strength, then use the fire dragon pill to explode with power during a fight with an enemy, and finally use the Returning Yuan and Coagulating Blood Pill to heal.

However, that person must have met with some accident; the Medicinal Pills went unused and became “dead darts,” eventually benefiting Chen Yuan.

Putting the other two bottles of Medicinal Pills away, Chen Yuan threw the Nine Revolutions Vitality Pill directly into his mouth and began to refine it by circulating his Internal Energy through a full cycle.

Actually, Chen Yuan didn’t even need to refine it.

The Medicinal Pills produced by Medicine King Valley were of excellent quality; this Nine Revolutions Vitality Pill almost melted in his mouth, turning into the purest medicinal power that seeped into Chen Yuan’s Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

Guided by the pill, his originally meager Internal Energy began to circulate wildly within his body, completing a full cycle in just one minute.

Yet, such rapid Internal Energy circulation did not cause Chen Yuan’s Meridians to become unbearable.

This medicinal power was balanced and peaceful; while accelerating the circulation and refinement of Internal Energy, it also protected Chen Yuan’s Meridians without any side effects.

Only after an hour did the cycle circulation slow down, going from rapid to gentle.

Two hours later, the medicinal power was completely refined. A layer of fine sweat appeared all over Chen Yuan’s body, and he let out a long breath.

But the exhaled airflow was like an arrow, making a sharp, crisp sound in the room.

Although refining a Nine Revolutions Vitality Pill didn’t allow Chen Yuan to step directly into the Blood Moving Realm, it did bring him straight to the Peak of the Pulse Opening Realm, just a Bottleneck Breakthrough away from entering the Blood Moving Realm.

The meager Internal Energy originally cultivated by the Azure Wood Heart Method was like a thread in his body, extremely weak and pitiful.

Now, it had thickened significantly; with the Internal Energy circulating, his power explosion was several times stronger than before.

Chu Ziping and Qin Yuancheng had both been in the Pulse Opening Realm for several years, but their Internal Energy was not as powerful as Chen Yuan’s was now.

This single pill was enough to equal ten years of their bitter cultivation of the Azure Wood Heart Method.

After taking a shower, Chen Yuan took out his notes and flipped through them. His fingers tapped lightly on the table as he fell into thought.

He urgently needed a Cultivation Technique now, but none of the Opportunity easter eggs for beginners in Lianshan City would appear anytime soon.

But it didn’t matter; if opportunities didn’t show up on their own, he would just go and find them himself.

Duan Mubai’s matter served as a warning; he couldn’t act entirely according to the original plot.

Even if he replicated the original plot perfectly, it wouldn’t matter; once a different person was involved, the outcome could change.

In that case, there was no need for him to follow the map blindly; taking the initiative was also an option.

Early the next morning, Chen Yuan arrived at Wangyou Tower.

Restaurants like Wangyou Tower were usually crowded at night, but during the day, there really weren’t many people.

Occasionally, a few Jianghu People who had just woken up from a hangover were startled by Chen Yuan. They were about to curse, but when they saw who it was, they forced themselves to hold it back.

This lord had just recently gone on a killing spree inside Wangyou Tower; who would be so blind as to dare provoke him?

Chen Yuan called over a waiter who was still dozing: “Where is your proprietress?”

“The proprietress is upstairs; I’ll go call her right away.”

At this moment, a lazy and charming voice came from upstairs: “Young Master Chen actually seems quite fond of my Wangyou Tower?”

Chen Yuan looked up and saw Wenrou leaning on the railing with both hands, looking at him with a smile.

She seemed to have just woken up; her hair was loosely tied in a falling horse bun with a gold hair ornament inserted diagonally. Her pomegranate-red tube top was tied very low, revealing half of her snowy white breasts.

Although her face was without powder or rouge, it was flushed with a hint of red, like a crabapple blossom moistened by night dew.

The proprietress’s appearance immediately made those Jianghu People below, who had just woken up from their hangovers, start drooling.

However, at most, they would just think about it or say a few crude words; no one dared to actually harass the proprietress.

Because for those who dared to do so, their bodies would appear in the alley ditch behind Wangyou Tower the next day.

“I’m not fond of Wangyou Tower, but rather fond of you, proprietress.”

Wenrou covered her mouth and chuckled twice: “Young Master Chen sure has a way with words. Why don’t you come up and sit for a while?”

Chen Yuan nodded and went straight upstairs, following Wenrou into the room.

The Jianghu People below couldn’t help but grumble in their hearts.

Slut!

Usually, she doesn’t let us touch her, but seeing that Young Master Chen from the Heaven Wolf Gang is young and handsome, she actively invites him to the second floor. Is she trying to be an old cow eating tender grass?

Upstairs, Wenrou led Chen Yuan into her boudoir; the decor was actually quite simple, a huge contrast to her personality.

Wenrou poured a cup of tea for Chen Yuan and asked with a smile, “My Wangyou Tower only hosts Jianghu People who can’t make it to the big stage. Why are you interested in coming so early in the morning, Young Master Chen?”

“I said, I didn’t come for Wangyou Tower, but for you, proprietress.”

“I am but a faded flower, showing my face all day just to run this restaurant. Am I really worth being remembered by Young Master Chen of the Heaven Wolf Gang?”

Chen Yuan took a sip of tea and said calmly, “The proprietress of Wangyou Tower is certainly not worth it, but the person in charge of the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower in Lianshan City is.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Wenrou’s expression suddenly changed.

Her previous flirtatious and charming Aura instantly vanished, replaced by a cold and sharp one.

The Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower is the number one Wind Media organization in the Jianghu, specialized in selling intelligence and gathering news.

In the Nineteen Provinces of Great Xia, and even in the Western Regions’ grasslands, the great deserts, and overseas, there are Wind Medias from the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower.

Nothing, big or small, in the Jianghu can escape their eyes and ears.

Wenrou was the person in charge of the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower in Lianshan City. The reason Wangyou Tower’s prices were reasonable and attracted so many low-level Jianghu People was also to facilitate gathering information.

In the original plot, Wenrou was also a very important character who would often issue tasks to players.

“How did Young Master Chen find out?”

Wenrou stared intently at Chen Yuan.

To ensure its own safety and to facilitate information gathering, most of the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower’s strongholds are hidden.

Only in some large cities would they proactively establish branch towers to make it convenient for Jianghu People to buy and sell information.

Jianghu People in other places who want to buy information from the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower must use special secret methods to contact them.

Wenrou had been in Lianshan City for so many years, and not even Chen Yuan’s adoptive father Jiang Kaitai knew her identity. How did Chen Yuan find out?

“Does it matter? I came here today just to do business with you, Boss Wen.”

Wenrou broke into a smile: “True, I was being too nosy. However, I hope Young Master Chen won’t reveal my identity; otherwise, I’ll be punished within the Tower.”

The Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower has no enemies and is an absolutely neutral Jianghu power.

After all, everyone needs to gather various kinds of information, and for that, they need the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower.

But similarly, most powers don’t have much goodwill toward the Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower because they also don’t want their own intelligence to be known by them.

“Rest assured, Boss Wen, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Chen Yuan tapped the table lightly and said, “Boss Wen is well-informed. I want you to help me track down someone in Lianshan City.”

“Your Heaven Wolf Gang occupies half of Lianshan City, and you, Young Master Chen, are the adoptive son of Sect Leader Jiang. Why would you need to go through me to gather information in Lianshan City?”

After saying that, Wenrou realized and lightly slapped her own cheek: “I was being too nosy. Who is Young Master Chen looking for?”

Since Chen Yuan had taken the initiative to find her, it naturally meant that the person he was looking for either couldn’t be found through the Heaven Wolf Gang…

…or he didn’t want the Heaven Wolf Gang to know he was looking for them.

The Heavenly Wind Listening to Rain Tower only sells information and does not investigate its customers; this is a basic rule.

She had also been a bit flustered by Chen Yuan suddenly revealing her identity, which is why she had been so nosy as to ask that question.

Otherwise, with her professional quality, she would definitely not have been so talkative.

“The leader of the Thirty-Six Waterway Alliance of the Jiulong River in Lanzhou, ‘Jiujiang Dragon’ Zuo Xinglie!”

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice, “Of course, he certainly won’t go by that name in Lianshan City, and he should have a little girl of about seven or eight years old with him.”

Wenrou’s eyes widened instantly, her face filled with shock.

“What!? Zuo Xinglie actually isn’t dead? He’s in Lianshan City?”